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I worked in a uni library for three years, part time.

There were lots of uptight middle-aged women.

There was a reasonable mix of regular shapes and sizes.

There was one bloke who was shaped like a wedge. He was a national champion long-distance kayak racer. His idea of a holiday was to go from Cairns to "the tip" of Cape Yorke by kayak. This is about 900 kms, with sharks and salt water crocs.

He was good value on book moves - he'd lift a whole shelf of books by squeezing from the ends, accordion-style.